
Hoping to recover from my pummeling, I suggested that we move on to Sniglets, which is good fun and replete with relics from a simpler time (por ejemplo: give a word for the phenomenon of becoming entangled in a phone cord during a lengthy conversation).


We were feeling very Belgian last night, and I am not my cleverist post-Chimays. Thankfully, neither are my opponents. I triumphed.
This morning, however, I was reminded of why fairly small people should drink fairly small amounts of fairly strong brews - particularly if they have to wake at 6am. Hence breakfast.

And despite this morning's general harrumph in the direction of all things everywhere, the sunrise was quite lovely.

2 comments:
how about "bellbound"?
we'll have to play!
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